If you never play for more than that, you will of to Heaven." "Don't you moralize," said Hurstwood to Carrie gently, "until you see what becomes of the money." Drouet smiled.
"If your husband gets them, he'll tell you how bad it is." Drouet laughed loud.
There was such an ingratiating tone about Hurstwood's voice, the insinuation was so perceptible that even Carrie got the humor of it.
"When do you leave ?" said Hurstwood to Drouet.
"On Wednesday," he replied.
"It's rather hard to have your husband addressing Carrie like that, isn't it ?" said Hurstwood, addressing Carrie.
"She's going along with me this time," said Drouet.
"You must both go with me to the theater before you go." "Certainly," said Drouet.

"Eh, Carrie ?" "I'd like it ever so much," she replied.
Hurstwood did his best to see that Carrie won the money.

He rejoined in her success, kept counting her winnings, and finally gathered and put them in her extended hand.

They spread a little lunch, at which he served the wine, and afterwards he used fine tact in going.
"Now," he said, addressing first Carrie and then.

Drouet with his eyes, "you must be ready at 7:30.